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PAGE SIX, . ECC > The Westâ€"going bus slowed down in Kensington High Street and Sonia Lat_ imer, picking up her dispatch case, preâ€" nared to get out. Her neighnbour, an elderly jeweller, tired out with his day‘s work, automatically cramped himself to let her pass and, as she did so saw her clearly for the first time. < Hisg detached and critical eye followed her as she crossed the street. "The perfect colouring for sapphires," he thought. "The chemists can‘t hit it uif vet, not quite." He watched her turn off and specuâ€" lated idly. "Home on Campden Hill. Comfortâ€" able But doesn‘t run to jewellery. String of sMall pearls, perhaps, pity." The bus carried him, on. Sofia, thinking of anything but sapâ€" phires walked up the hill. He was right about her destination, but it was not her home. She had, strictly speakâ€" ing, nmo home, and not even the string of small pearls She had hardly seen London till she came, fpur years before, to work under Professor Gilroy with the Galileo Society. The professor was its Honorary Secretary. and she lived with him and his wife in their little house in Peel Street. For the eight years before she went to her secretarial training colâ€" lege, she had lived between her school at Bath and the Cotswold home of the Misses Peake, her headmistresses, who, as she had no near relatives in Engâ€" land, took entire charge of her. She had been finally left at the school one autumn day, when she was ten, by Uncle Justin and Aunt Emily, who had brought her from India earliee that year. While they were at hand, the life and background of which they had alâ€" waysâ€"beenm a part remained real and comfortably commonplace. When they were gone, Sonia found herself without a soul to wham she could talk naturally about the things she knew best, which these new people seemed to find so surprising. None of them had ever seen elephants or tigers, except in the Zoo. They didn‘t even know what a jackal was. No. she would say, it wasn‘t a dog. Then was it a wolf? No, it wasn‘t 4A wolf; it was just a jJackal. She could seldom even talk about her ayah without having to stop and explain. ‘She looked after me." “Oh you msan your nurse.‘ Sonia thought of English nurses, in their caps and stiff white aprons, and of her darling fat brown_skinned old Lachminia, and gave it up. They only had her word that she had ever had parents. Sonia could rememâ€" ber clearly things her father and moâ€" ther ‘had said and done, but what was the good of that, when they could never be seen, like other parents, at halfâ€" terms and prizeâ€"givings? They had ‘Langdon Langdon _ DeanKester, K.C. Barristerâ€"atâ€"Law 43 THIRD AVE. MacBrien Bailey | SONIIA GOES ®EAST 2% Third Avenue JAMES R. MacBRIEN FRANXNK H. BAILEY, L L B. PUBLISHED BY SPECIAL ARKANGEMENT Author of "STRANGER THAN FICTION," "WHY BE SONIA LATIMER, having lost her parents in India, was brought to Engâ€" land as a child by her uncle and aunt and left in the charge of her schoolmistresses JUS’I’IN GEDGE: Her uncle, a planter in Behar, India. EMTLY GEDGE: Her aunt. RONNIE EASTWOOD: A captain in the Indian Army, who meets Sonia on her vovage to India to stay with the Gedges. PHILIP BRIERLY:A Deputy_Commissioner of the Indian Civil Service, stationed at Siswa, in Behar. ~ The characters in this story are entirely imaginary, No reference is inâ€" lended to any living personmn or to any public or private company. BARRISTERS and SOLICITORS Barrister, Solicitor, Etc. Bank of Commerce Building Timmins, Ont. Barristers, Solivitors, Etce. S. A. Caldbick and South Porcupine MASSEY BLOCK TIMMINS, ONT. By MOLLY THORP PRIXCIPAL CHARACTERS THMMIN 3 14â€"z ~14â€"26 | vanisned, and didn‘t quite know how, one uneasy day in the monsoon deluge She remembered the day, well; how the servants went about crying and kept her strictly in one part of the bungalow till Uncle Justin arrived and took her away; over broken roads and filooded rivers to his own home at Mynpore. vanished, and didn‘t In time, she collected memories more like other people, of seaside holidays and Christmas pantomimes. She grew into the English life and might have come to believe the other a dream, but for Aunt Emily‘s letters. These came weekly, in a regular pointed hand, on thin grey paper with the reassuring heading, "Mynpore, Champaran, Beâ€" nar‘ When Sonia opened the Gilroy‘s front doo# in Peel Street, this evening, one of these letters was on the hall table. A voice called, "Is that you, Sonia?" She went into the sitting room, where Mrs. Gilroy was working, under a stanâ€" dard lamp, at her tapestry frame. "What sort of a day? Did you get Dermot off to his lecture in good or._ der?>" Even her name was different here. It was really Sona, which, in the lanâ€" guage now quickly fading from her mind, meant "Golden." She found it easier to answer docilely to Sonia. Their news fitted with her memories. Uncle Justin had shot a mad dog in the compound yesterday. The rains were very heavy this year. The floods last week had come into the cookâ€" house and the cook had to manage for two days in the back veranda with a charcoal brazier. He and Hosain, the old bearer, sent their salaams, to Sona Missahib. ‘"Well done. There was a letter for you. Oh, you‘ve found it." "Aunt Emily‘s written by airmail," said Sonia. ‘She never does that exâ€" cept for my birthday." INVITATION TO TINDIA She opened her letter. After the first words, her attention contracted. Quickly reading it through, she looked up and said, incredulously, "Aunt Emily wants me to go out to India." "Very good. He had lots of time and went over his notes before he left." Mrs. Gilroy poked her needle into the canvas and left it there. "Oh, dear, that sounds very difficult. Not by the next mail, T hope?" "This is what she says:â€" Swiss Watchmaker Graduate of the Famous Horologial Institute of Switzerland Phone 1365 Your uncle and I have never said much about your coming out to Beâ€" har again, as we thought it best for you to settle down to your career without break. Now you have been working steadily for four years. If Professor Gilroy can spare you and you wish to come, we should be glad for you to come as soon as possible. T have written to our bank to arâ€" range provisionally for your expenses and fare. I am also writing to Miss Peake. oh. s Arch.Gillies,B.A.Sc.,0.L.S. I know this is a good deal to ask of you, but we are growing no youngâ€" er and want to be sure of seeing you again. It will not be very exciting for you here with two old people, but perhaps you would like to see someâ€" thing of the life your year parents knew. Tf you think you would lose too much by leaving your work, we shall quite understand. Registered Architect Ontarioe Land Surveyor Building Plans Estimates, Etc,. 23 Fourth Ave. Phone 362 We would never have parted from you after your parents‘ death if there had been anything like as good an education for you in India as you get at Home. I hope you now also feel hm oo k Eystems Installed _ Income Tax Returos Filed Phones 270â€"228â€"286 â€" P.O. Bor 147 CHARTERED ACCOUNTANT 60 ThIRD AVENUE Phone 640 AFRAID® Ete COPYRIGHT Timmins, Ont. Empire Block "What will Dermot say?" said Mrs. Gilroy. "He had got you so nicely into shape. Anyway you must find out first what Miss Peake has heard." "T‘ll write to her toâ€"night." "It might be as well to ‘phone," said Mrs. Gilroy, taking up her needle again. that we did what was best for you." "It sounds very sad," said Sonia, blowing her nose. "Not at all like Aunt Emily." Any stirring up of these old associaâ€" tions brought her quite automatically near to tears. It was the only side left of the childish storms of misery, now sunk far below the surface of her mind. The next Saturday Sonia travelled down to Bath. She arrived in the afâ€" ternoon, but had very little chance at first to talk to the Misses Peake, whose private life, in term_time, began about 9 am. At last she was alone with them in the familiar drawingâ€"room where hardly a space remained for another old girl‘s waterâ€"colour or souvenir from foreign parts. The you;lge:r Miss Peake poured out coffee and offered Sonia a cigarette. "I still don‘t smoke, thank you, Miss Lucy," said Sonia smilirig. Tha offer was made ofi every visit, a recognition of her independence. "Good child." Miss Lucy took up her knitting. Sonia was waiting for Miss Peake to mention her aunt‘s letter, but Miss Peake first poked the fire and then remarked, "I wonder how clearly you remember Behar." "I have pictures of it in my head, very clear, but whether they‘re real or I‘ve imagined part of them since, I don‘t know. I feel I could recognize places but I have no idea how I could find them." "You remember the lions and tigers, I expect," said Miss Lucy. "Leopards and tigers. There aren‘t any lions in Behar." "There, Kate, you see she can still correct me over a detail like that. 1 always said it was true." "vou don‘t mean to say you didn‘t believe me, either in those days," Sonia exclaimed. "I should certainly have run away if I‘d known you thought I was telling lies, too." "We had to remember you had gone through a great upheaval," said Miss Peake, "and in such circumstances, children‘s imaginations sometimes run wild. ‘Lying" isn‘t the word at all. Beâ€" sides, we knew very little of the habits of leopards and tigers till you came. Our ‘other Indian children were all from more Westernized surroundings than Behar." "No dear, we never thought you told lies," said Miss Lucy with energy. ‘"On the contrary, your frankness was some_ times appalling. "But I don‘t think anyone ever venâ€" tured to doubt you openly, Sonia, after the time you fell upon Cynthia Elder with a hairbrush, in your bedroom," said Miss Lucy. "She laughed at your saying your ayah wore bangles on her angles and rings on her toes, do you remember? â€" Such an uproar! I had to take you away to my own room for the rest of the night, to get you at all quiet." "I do remember. It was like a nightâ€" mare to have everything I said treated ag a romance. Half why I want to go back is to see for myself it was all true." "So you do want to go back" said Miss Peake. "Â¥YÂ¥es. Wouldn‘t you, if you were me?" "Certainly. Now, I think I can show you your aunt‘s letter to me." END OF A CHAPTER She fetched it from her writing table with some other papers and handed it to Sonia. It was concise, and ended, "I know that I cam rely on you not to influence Sonia to agree to my offer, as I want her to be quite free to choose as she pleases." "No, Sonia, I can‘t say we do. But â€"we‘d have been sorry if you‘d deâ€" cided otherwise. Your uncle and aunt have given you all your education and this is the first thing they have asked of you. Still, we‘ve had you a long time, you know. I expect we feel rather "So that‘s why you didn‘t say, anyâ€" thing. You do want me to go, don‘t you, Miss Peake?" as Mrs. Gedge did when she left you with us." Till that moment Sonia liad not stopped to think that travelling fneant saying good_bye. â€" This quiet room with the two elderly women in it seemed suddenly to hold a whole chapter of her life, which now must end. Miss Peake took the other papers from her lap and came over to sit beside Sonia with a briskness which cleared the air of all nostalgic waverâ€" ings. "I got these sailing lists yesterday. Mrs. Gilroy said that the Professor was prepared to let you go in a fortâ€" night. You could get your clothes ready in another week, couldn‘t you? Your aunt gives no definite reason for wantâ€" ing you to start without delay, but from the way she writes, I don‘t think you should waste time. There‘s a passage you see; in the Casanova, the second week in November." The conventional business phrases of the letter went straight to Senia‘s head. It was just as well that reason and filial duty pointed to her taking the passage in the Casanova. There was nothing in her mind now that weighed against the longing to take it and go. She tried hard to recall the feeling of that moment as she stood, three weeks later, on the deck of the Casaâ€" nova moving into the Thames. A dirty brown drizzle and the growing dusk quickly obscured the little crowd of people on the docks, till the umbrellas of Sonia‘s friends melted into all the other umbrellas and it was no longet any use to wave a handkerchief. Still the people an deck strajned their eyes towaids the shore, Lolated from each THE PORCUPINE ADVANCE, TTMMINS, ONTARIO It was a little better down below, in light and warmth, among the new and exciting sounds of the ship‘s own life. Sonia found on her cabin door a name beside her own, "Miss Sybil Brent." The whole narrow floor between the two berths was heaped with luggage. She extricated her dressing case and was wondering how two people could possibly move and dress in such a small space, when the door abruptly opened other in their private miseries of partâ€" ing. Starting for India, Sonia could only think, "I‘m leaving England." Miss Brent stopped in the doorway because it was impossible to get any further. She was a big, dp.rk girl, very smart in a fur coat over a black suit. The makeâ€"up round her eyes looked as if she had been crying. "Extremely," said Sonia, with more spirit than accuracy. "Are you?" Miss Brent‘s eve fell on a large clusâ€" ter of red carnations in the washbasin at the end, which had been unfolded â€"“VWhat, an appalling hole," was het first remark. "I hope you‘re tidy," she added severely. V It made Sonia feel much better to say, "They‘re not mine." to hold them. "vou‘ll have to do something about those flowers. They can‘t stay there." Miss Brent climbed nimbly over the luggage and took them. Her face lightâ€" ed up as she read a card which was in an envelope attached to them. "From my fiance. Now you can tell me to throw them out of the porthole if you like." $ "1 shouldn‘t dream of it," said Sonia "They‘re far too lovely." The girl held them out for her to smell. "Clever of him to think of it, weeks ahead. To send a card by mail, too. Are you going to Calcutta?‘ "Yes. Are you?" "Martin‘s meeting me at Colombo and we‘re getting married there.. I took this hearse of a boat only because he want_ ed to honeymoon in Ceylon. He‘s in a firm in Caleutta." "Is it a hearse?" "Oh, terribly old and slow. People go all the way round by sea because they‘ve got masses of chidren with them and it‘s not so expensive; or they are going to out of the way places. Don‘t expect amusement. As we‘ve got to take turns at the glass, we‘d better start dressing for dinner. You can begin while I unâ€" pack." THE MAN WHO KNEW The faces Sonia had seen so strained and absorbed on deck looked quite difâ€" ferent, wearing their social expressions under the lights of the dining saloon. She picked out several people she thought she might like to meet, but Sybil remarked in her ear, "What did I tell you? I thought L wouldn‘t know a soul." As they went on deck %fter dinner, a pleasantâ€"looking girl, standing near the companion doorway, came Over to them "Miss Brent? I thought it was yOu in the saloon. We met in Calcutta last cold weather at a tennis party of the Langleys. You had just got enâ€" gaged to Martin Clifford." "Oon, of course," said Sybil vaguely. "I‘m Myrtle Baker," said the girl. smiling. "My husband‘s just gone adown to see if our small boy really has gone to sleep. He was terribly excited at goâ€" ing to bed in a bunk." Mr. Baker soon appeared, a shortish thickset man with vigorous black hair. Most of the passengers were now On deck, watching the passing points and clusters o0f light that marked the dark shore. The party moved over to stand by the rail. y "Where are you bound for?" Mr. Ba~â€" ker asked Sonia. "Behar. Do you know it?" "She‘s dying to meet someone who does," said Sybil. "She doesn‘t know a thing about it herself and I‘ve told her that no one will, except that it‘s inhabited by planters. No one civilized ever goes there." "pon‘t listen to her, Miss Latimer," said Mr. Baker with energy. "I believe she‘s the sort of girl who thinks Calâ€" cutta is India. I only haven‘t been to Behar myself because my firm works me so hard. There‘s sure to be some_ one on board who has, and T‘ll scour this ship till I find him for you." ‘"May I save you the trouble?" said an amused voice. "I‘ve been in Behar." Sonia turned to find herself facing a tall fairâ€"haired young man manwith a particularly attractive smile. (To be Continued) Attention was called twenty years ago to two places on the road to South Ena where repairs were badly needed for the pulblic safety. In Whitney township Geo. D. Hamilâ€" ton was elected reeve for 1924 by acclaâ€" mation. ';'h-e councillors elected on vote were Meessrs. Howie, Mills, Young and Wilson. The Advance twenty years ago gave some space to reference to Cleaver tcwnship. A mining expert was quoted as saving that sooner or later Cleaver township would ke recognized as even richer in promise than the main part of the camup. In the Dec. 8th issue of The Advance twenty yvears ago announcement was made of a Christmas treat for the schcol children. The treat included a free picture show and other entertainâ€" ment at the New Emipre theatre. It was noted as to be held on Dec. 21st, under the auspices of The Advance and the New Empire theatre. Rev. J. Marion Smith, of Emmanue) Baptist church, Toronto, preached at the anniversary services at the Pirst Baptist church, Timmins, twenty years ago. There was not room enough for the crowds turnivg out to the services. He proved not only a powerful speaker, but also a singer of custanding ability. At the election for councillors in the town Oof Timffhiins twenty years ago T wenty YearsAgo From the cupine Advance Fyles there were about 1200 votes cast. This Among the local and personal items was a good showing for votes in those | in The Advance twenty years ago were days, and especially when the mayor (Dr. McGinris) had been elected by acclamation. Those elected for the 1924 council were:â€" E. L. Lorgmore, H. Charlebois, Geo. S. Drew, J. H. Bacon, F. +M. Wallingford and J. Morrison. There were fourteen other including:â€" T. Blackman, S. A. Boutin, J. P. Bartlieman, A. J. Downie, Vai| Eflglish. T. F. King, Geo, Kenty, D. Laprairie, M. Maitais, J. E. Morin, N. McFachren, L. S. Newton S. B. Rawâ€" linson, E. Wadsworth. Thae public school trustees elected were:â€" C. G. Kemsley, E. H. Hill, and Mrs,. A. J; Shephard. « A . dance held twenty years ago by the following:â€" "Mr. and Mrs, George Carson, of 4869 Decaric Boulevarl, Montâ€" real, announce the engagement of their third daughter, Helen Mariam, to Fred. crick J. Woltmw, of Tinunins, son of W. J. Woino, of Hamilton Ont., the wedâ€" ding to take place quietly on the secâ€" oxnd of January, 1924," "H. Lafonde, of Pembrokze, spent the past week in Timâ€" mins visiting his sister, Mrs. J. O. Kenâ€" nedy, Tamarack street." "Borm â€" In Tiifimins, on Saturday, Dec. i1st, 1923, to Mr. and Mrs. D. Laprairte â€" a son." "Mr. and Mrs. Geo. S. Drew were the hosts at a delightful party on Friday evening given in honor of Mrs. Drew‘s sister, Miss Pearl Hart. There was aâ€" the AS.D. Club was referred to as an | bout twenty couples present and a very unusually pleasing one. The event was enjoyable evening was spent at bridge preceded by cards and other entertainâ€" | and dancing." "Mrs. Chittendety reâ€" ment. There was a large attendance and | turned last week from a week‘s visit as usual everybody had a happy time | to her old home in Sudbury. She was all evening. accompanied here on her retuwrn by Figures given by The Advance twonty | her mother, Mrs. Van Syckle, who will years ago showed that the payrolls of l visit here for a few weeks." "J. G. the mines of the Porcupine ran around Bridges, late of the Military Echool of $20,000 a day. For the province the Music, London, Eng., has opened a muâ€" payroll of the mining industry toballed sic studio at Prof. Schroeder‘s, 46 Balâ€" close to $50,000 per day. Other sta- sam street north, and will teach the tistics given showed that around $40,â€" | violin, mandolin, cornet trombone and 000,000 was expended yearly for supâ€" } all wind instrumerts and traps. He plies, machinery, etc. "It looks like: has been for some time a member of good business for the rest of the countâ€" | the Timmins Citizens‘ band, is a musicâ€" ry" said Te Advance. ]mn of outstanding ability and with a *On Wednesday evening, Nov. 28th,| wide and varied experience in musical 1923, the home of Mr. and Mrs. Thos Circles." "All will regret to learn of Van Syckle, of Timmins, was the scene : the serious illness of Mrs. F. C. Evans, <f a very pretty wedding when Rev. M. Of South Porcupine, who is at present R. Hall united in marriage their only it an Ottawa Hospital undergoing daughter, Dora Aleathea, to John iG.| treatmeist. Mr. Evars was called to Archer. son of Mr. and Mrs. John Arâ€"| Obtawa some days ago on account of cher, of Timins, formerly of North Bay. | the illness of Mrs. Evans, and her sister, The Advance at the time gave a descrip Mrs. Thes Hardy, of Timmins, also went tion of the decorations of the house, | Cdown for the same reason. Latest reâ€" the music, the dresses, the gifts, etc. iDOTrtSs from Ottawa are most favourable Mr. and Mrs. Archer left on a honeyâ€"| and innumerable friends here will hope mcon tour of the South, after which for a continued improvement until Mrs. thaw tanlF un racsinonna An Mnn]p etrpat | Hvans recovers her health and strenâ€" Figures given by The Advance twonty years ago showed that the payrolls of the mines of the Porcupine ran around $20,000 a day. For the province the payroll of the mining industry totalled close to $50,000 per day. Other staâ€" tistics given showed that around $40,â€" 000,000 was expended yearly for supâ€" plies, machinery, etc. "It looks like good business for the rest of the countâ€" ry" said Tine Advance. *On Wednesday evening, Nov. 28th, 1923, the home of Mr. ard Mrs. Theos Van Syckle, of Timmins, was the scene o<f a very pretty wedding when Rev. M. R. Hall united in marriage their only daughter, Dora Aleathea, to John :G. Archer, son of Mr. and Mrs. John Arâ€" chetr, of Timins, formerly of North Bay. The Advance at the time gave a descrip tion of the decorations of the house, the music, the dresses, the gifts, etc. Mr. and Mrs. Archer left on a honeyâ€" mcon tour of the South, after whichn they took up residence on Maple street. The death at the hospital in Timmins of David Oswald, of Schumacher, was a shock to wide circles of friends here twenty years ago. The late David Osâ€" wald had been on the Bank of Comâ€" merce staff at Schumacher and Timâ€" mins, laiter joining the staff of the McIntyre ‘Mine. He was crushed by a piece of falling rock while at work. While making good recovery from the injuries thus sustained he developed preumonia and died despite all that could be adhe for him. He was a, memâ€" ber of the S‘c-h’u'macher church choir, the Timmins Male Corus, the Caledonâ€" ian Choir and clher organizations, as well as being a member of the Schumaâ€" cher Tennis ‘Club and other groups of sports, He was very popular among all who knew him and greatly respected by everyone. The remains were taken to Toronto for interment, Frank Parker accompanying the body of his dead friend to the city. An article in The Advance .twenfy years ago gave a list of all the mayors and councils for Timmins from the time of the establishment of the town.. The first four councils had been elected by acclamaition. Four other acclamations had occurred in the history of the town up to 1923. The laite W. H. Wilson had been mayor of Timmins by acclamation for the first five years in the town‘s hisâ€" tory. There were only five elections in the story of the town up to 1923, and cnly three mayors, W. H. Wilson, J. P. MclLaughlin and Dr. McIlunis, up to that time. «â€"the highest! Less Nutâ€"cracker Music in Canada This Christmas Montreal, December. 8. â€" Nutâ€"crackâ€" er music will be less in evidence at Christmas festivities this year than in previous years, according to officials of ihe Canadian N:itional Railways‘ freig‘hit department, in discusisng a posâ€" sible shortage in walnuts, Brazils, pecâ€" ans and other favorite brands of the nut family, so much a parnt of the holiâ€" C } 058 044060090909 4004004440400 404046 »»@0080000000000060060000000000 0000 00 00000 600000 John W. Fogg, Limited YARD sSCHUMACHER PHONE 725 Lumber, Cement, Building Material, Coal and Coke, Mine and Mill Supplies 1EA OFFICE YARD BRANCH OFFICE ~TIMMINS KIRKLAND LAKE PHONE 117 PHONE 393 Christmas punch, while lacking this year, possibly, in some essentials, will have no shontage of lemon julce. Gnapeâ€" fruit and lemons have been arriving in Montreal in fairly large quantities. day scene. "The nearest thing to nut. cracker music we will hear is the suite of that name by Tchaikowski, and that only on the radio," one ofticial com= mented. Citrus fruits are something else again, the wholesalers say. OCalifornia navel oranges have commenced coming with carloads expected at the Montreal Fruit and Produce Terminal next week, with a regular flow thereafter. Tanâ€" gerines, called the kidâ€"glove orange by the trade, have also commenced to arâ€" rive, some coming over Canadian Naâ€" tional lines yesterday. They are popâ€" ular as a holiday fruit. Wishing to test the general konw}edge of her class, the teacher was telling them how often we find things in pairs. "For instance," she said brighty, "you will generally find binds where there are trees, and worms where there is earth. Can anyone tell me what we might expect ito find where there is fish?" Up spoke the bad boy of the class «"Chips, miss!" â€" Sudbury Star. THURSDAY, DECEMBER 9TH, 1943 Neilson‘s Quality remains as always «â€"the highest! C mt | PUBLISHED BY SPECIAL ARKANGEMENT CoPYRIGHT SONIA GOES EAST By MOLLY THORP Author of "STRANGER THAN FICTION," "WHY BE AFRAID®" Etc. PRINCIPAL CHARACTERS , + _SONIA LATIMER, having lost her parents in India, was brought to Engâ€" land as a child by her uncle and aunt and left in the charge of her , _ JUSTIN GEDGE: Her uncle, a planter in Behar, India. EMILY GEDGE: Her aunt. RONNIE EASTWOOD: A captain in the Indian Army, who meets Sonia on her vovage to India to stay with the Gedges. PHILIP BRIERLY:A Deputy_Commissioner of the Indian Civil Service, stationed at Siswa, in Behar. The characters in this story are entirely imaginary, No reference is inâ€" tended to any living person or to any public or private company. CHAPTER I t The Westâ€"going bus slowed down in Kensington High Street and Sonia Lat_ imer, picking up her dispatch case, preâ€" pared to get out. Her neighbour, an elderly jeweller, tired out with his day‘s work, automatically cramped himself to let her pass and, as she did so saw her clearly for the first time. His detached and critical eye followed her as she crossed the street. "The perfect colouring for sapphires," he thought. "The chemists can‘t hit it lated idly. "Home on Campden Hill. Comfortâ€" able;bgt doesn‘t run to jewellery. String of sMall pearls, perhaps, pity." The bus carried him, on. thinking of anything but sapâ€" phires, walked up the hill. He was right about her destination, but it was not her home. She had, strictly speakâ€" ing, mo home, and not even the string of small pearls She had hardly seen London till she came, fqpur years before, to work under Professor Gilroy with the Galileo Society. The professor was its Honorary Secretary. and she lived with him and his wife in their little house in Peel Street. For the eight years before she went to her secretarial training colâ€" lege, she had lived between her school at Bath and the Cotswold home of the' Misses Peake, her headmistresses, who,| as she had no near relatives in Engâ€" land, took entire charge of her. She had been finally left at the school | one autumn day, when she was ten, by! Uncle Justin and Aunt Emily, who hndi brought her from India earlier that] year. While they were at hand, the life and background of which they had alâ€" waysâ€"been a part remained real and comfortably commonplace. When they were gone, Sonia found herself without a soul to whom she could talk naturally about the things she knew best, which these new people seemed to find so surprising. None of them had ever seen elephants or tigers, except in the Zoo. They didn‘t even know what a jackal was. No. she would say, it wasn‘t a dog. Then was it a wolf? No, it wasn‘t a wolf; it was just a jackal. She could seldom even talk about her ayah without having to stop and explain. “;She looked after me." "Oh, you mean your nurse." Sonia thought of English nurses, in their caps and stiff white aprons, and of her darling fat brown_skinned oldl Lachminia, and gave it up. They only had her word that she had everhad parents. Sonia could rememâ€" ber clearly things her father and moâ€" ther had said and done, but what was| the good of that, when they could neverl be seen, like other parents, at halfâ€" terms and prizeâ€"givings? They had p stormAgE Care aaid proteo tion in medern warchouse, Epecin‘ pilane room. S TAR oif yet, not quite." He watched her turn off and specu | TRA N SFER \Langdon Langdon Barristers, Solicitors, Ete. MASSEY BLOCK TIMMINS, ONT. and South Porcupine samirrt 8. A. Caldbick _ . Barrister, Solicitor, Etc. Bank of Commerce Building Timmins, Ont. ( | | | | | | | | | | | 5 | | | | | | | | | | MacBrien Bailey | BARRISTERS and SOLICITORS 2% Third Avenue JAMES R. MacBRIEN FRANK H. BAILEY, LL.B. o â€"DeanKester, K.C. Barristerâ€"atâ€"Law f3 THIRD AVE, TIMCN PROFESSIONAL CARDS !| Third Avenue vanished, and didn‘t quite know how one uneasy day in the monsoon deluge‘ She remembered the day, well; how the servants went aBbout crying and kept her strictly in one part of the bungalow till Uncle Justin arrived and took her away; over broken roads and flooded rivers to his own home at Mynpore. Even her name was different here. It was really Sona, which, in the lanâ€" guage now quickly fading from her mind, meant "Golden." She found it easier to answer docilely to Sonia. | In time, she collected memories more like other people, of seaside holidays and Christmas pantomimes. She grewl into the English life and might have come to believe the other a dream, but for Aunt Emily‘s letters. These came weekly, in a regular pointed hand, on thin grey paper with the reassuring heading, "Mynpore, Champaran, Be-l har‘" Their news fitted with her memoriesl Uncle Justin had shot a mad dog in the compound yesterday. The rains were very heavy this year. The floods last week had come into the cookâ€" house and the cook had to manage for two days in the back veranda with a charcoal brazier. He and Hosain, the old bearer, sent their salaams, to Sona Missahib. When Sonia opened the Gilroy‘s front doow in Peel Street, this evening, one of these letters was on the hall table. A voice called, "Is that you, Sonia?" She went into the sitting room, where Mrs. Gilroy was working, under a stanâ€" dard lamp, at her tapestry frame. "What sort of a day? Did you get Dermot off to his lecture in good or._ I der?" "Very good. He had lots of time and went over ‘his notes before he left." ‘"Well done. There was a letter for you. Oh, you‘ve found it." "Aunt Emily‘s written by airmail," said Sonia. ‘She never does that exâ€" cept for my birthday." INVITATION TO INDIA She opened her letter. After the first words, her attention contracted. Quickly reading it through, she looked up and said, incredulously, "Aunt Emily wants me to go out to India." Mrs. Gilroy poked her needle into the canvas and left it there. "Oh, dear, that sounds very difficult. Not by the next mail, I hope?" "This is what she says:â€" Your uncle and I have never said much about your coming out to Beâ€" har again, as we thought it best for you to settle down to your career without break. Now you have been working steadily for four years. If Professor Gilroy can spare you and you wish to come, we should be glad for you to come as soon as possible. T have written to our bank to arâ€" range provisionally for your expenses and fare. I am also writing to Miss Peake. 1 _(Â¥ I know this is a good deal to ask of you, but we are growing no youngâ€" er and want to be sure of seeing you again. It will not be very exciting for you here with two old people, but perhaps you would like to see someâ€" thing of the life your year parents knew. Tf you think you would lose too much by leaving your work, we shall quite understand. We would never have parted from you after your parents‘ death if there had been anything like as good an education for you in India as you get| at Home. I hope you now also feel F. BAUMAN _ || | l Swiss Watchmaker Graduate of the Famous Horologial f Institute of Switzerland Phone 1365 Empire Block G. N. ROSS CHARTERED ACCOUNTANT 60 ThIRD AVENUE Phone 640 Timmins, Ont. P.0. Box 1591 | Arch.Gillies,B.A.Sc.,0.L.$. Registered Architect l Ontario Land Surveyor Building Plans Estimates, Etc. 23 Fourth Ave. Phone 362 P. H. LAPORTE, C.C. A. lOBakamStNo:th.Timmjuong Accounting Auditing Bystems (Installed Income Tax Returns Filed 5|\ Phones 270â€"228â€"286 â€" P.O. Box 141 l " is 7 _i ' I _..‘ \i il-i .l THURSDAY, DECEMBER 9TH, 1943 THE PORCUPINE ADVANCE, TTMMINS, ONTARIO there were about 1200 votes cast. This| Among the local and personal items | day scene. "The nearest thing to nut. was a good showing for votes in those | The Advance twenty years ago were | cracker music we will hear is the suite days, and especially when the mayor e foll Mr. and Mrs L‘n*m‘go{ of that name by Tchaikowski, and that (Dr. McGinris) had been elected by | Carson, of 489 Decarie Boulevarl, Montâ€" | only on the radio," one official com= acclamation. Those elected for the 1924 | real, announce the engagement of their | mented council were:â€" E. L. Longmore, H.] daughter, Helen Mariam, to Fred.| â€" Citrus fruits are something else again, Charlebois, Geo. S. Drew, J. H B.\um.‘ J. Wolno, of Timimins, son of W. ! the wholesalers say. Oalifornia navel F.‘M. Wallingford and J. Morrison.| oino, of Hamilton Ont., the wedâ€"| oranges have commenced coming with There were fourteen other canCidates| ding to take place quietly on the secâ€" | carloads expected at the Montreal that we did what was best for you."i other in their private miseries of partâ€" "It sounds very sad," said Sonia ing. Starting for India, Sonia could blowing her nose. "Not at all like| only think, "I‘m leaving England." Aunt Emily." It was a little better down below, in Any stirring up of these old associa-? light and warmth, among the new and tions brought her quite automaticallyi exciting sounds of the ship‘s own life. near to tears. It was the only side left| Sonia found on her cabin door a name of the childish storms of misery, now| beside her own, "Miss Sybil Brent." sunk far below the surface of her mind.! The whole narrow floor between the "What will Dermot say?" said Mrs.| two berths was heaped with luggage. | including:â€" T. Blackman, S. A. IA’»\"'U'.H.. ond of January, 1924," "H. Lafonde, of | Fruit and Produce Terminal next week, Gilroy. "He had got you so nicelyl; She extricated her dressing case and J'. P. Bart,lenmn.r A. J‘. DO\YUH)., Val “.“ * <e, "‘}7‘_‘“" I;u\. past week in Timâ€" \\'im a regular flow thereafter. Tanâ€" into shape. Anyway you must find out| was wondering how two people could Engl‘lslh_: T. F. ‘hlll,{: (:vtj.‘ Kenty, 1? | mins visiting his .v.:m‘x: }‘sz, J. 0. Kenâ€" l gerines, called the kidâ€"glove orange by |first what Miss Peake has heard." possibly move and dress in such a small | LADTaitie, M. Mallals, J. . Morin, N.; nedys Camarack street." "Born â€" In | the trade, have also commenced to arâ€" "I‘ll write to her toâ€"night." lspace. when the door abruptly opened MCF“Clllgf‘~ L-“S-fli\jv"‘f“’“ S. B. Rawâ€" Vi---";‘i‘»'*'-‘\ T\L\li\‘-fl.\‘.‘l)n'. 1st, 192.’%: rive, some coming over Canadian Naâ€" "It might be as well to ‘phone," said‘ Miss Brent stopped in the doorway 1;1}5011. E \.‘1(‘15“‘031111‘ "’}‘.u- ;»‘mm-- \.\ .‘,.'“ ‘VI I.) L'"}’““”“ â€" son." | tional lines yesterday. They are popâ€" Mrs. Gilroy, taking up her needle because it was impossible to get any sc.moll‘t_xu.sfoes (lmt; J. \u‘ > C (,.l N end Mrs (.'(:{)' S. I)}c\\' \\'m'obt‘ho ular as a holiday fruit. .flll'LhCl'. She was a big, dark girl, very Ig{;‘:;?:d E. H. Hill, and Mrs. A. Jit host W.a. 1\ x,-‘hlu;x:!\111(‘;;.11"%.\'“(:11 I}";n(m,\' Cln‘xsing; punch, while 1;\«'kU£g l‘.\{.: s t 4 s WR i | C vard. | evening given in honor of Mrs. Drew‘s year, possibly, in some essentials, wi The next Saturday Sonia travelled, smart in a fur coat over a black SUIV: @ A dance held twenty years ago by | sister, Miss Pearl Hart. There was aâ€" }1:1\'(‘ 1110 sharl:;\gv of lemon julce. Gnapeâ€" down to Bath. She arrived in the afâ€"| The makeâ€"up round her eyes looked as‘ Clus\ was referted to as an ternoon, but had very little chance at if she had been crying. 2 * > as an first to talk to the Misses Peake, whose| "What an appalling hole," was het nty couples present and a very | C fruit and lemons have been arriving | unusually pleasing one. The event was enjoyable evening was spent at bridge| in Montreal in fairly large quantities. 3 receded by cards and other entertainâ€" nd dancing." "Mrs. Chittendery reâ€" ; rst remark. "I hope you‘re tidy, she“) lA at "v perre Emvat@ .lkltf,el $ ttfrm-tlmf‘ bega;‘hdt‘;lmrxr: ;i(li?itcclie?;(\l':*:'{ehv j Bs ment. There was a large attendance and | turned last week from a week‘s visit TRUE ENOUGH a.m. ast she was alone Wi e f Â¥* as usual everybody had a happy time | to her old home in Sudbury. She was i . 74. saf Soni it pe | * ] ] £ a happy tim et i No n y. e was S# in the familiar drawingâ€"room whe're! _b?xtxemcl}. said S‘(‘)ma. ‘”‘i‘._ Bc Cl all evening. | accompanied here on her return by| Wishing to test the general konwledge hardly a space remained for another| NA a?cumc,\v. }lou.A 1ds |_Figures given by The Advance twonty | her mother, Mrs. Van Syckle, who wili| Of her class, the teacher was telling old girl‘s waterâ€"colour or souvenir| Miss Breut‘s eve fell cn‘a CS | years ago showed that the payrolls of | visit here for a few weeks." "J. G. them how often we find things in pairs. ter of red carnations in the washbasin "For instance," she said brighty, "you will generally find binds where there are trees, and worms where there is earth. Can anyone tell me what we might expect ito find where there is from foreign parts. The younger Miss Peake poured out coffee and offered Sonia a cigarette. "I still don‘t smoke, thank you, Miss Lucy," said Sonia smiling. ‘hich had been unfolded the mines of the Porcupine ran around | Brid at the end, which had $20,000 a day. For the province the Music 9 h;)ld,];h;i:te to do something about I-payroll of the mining industry totalled ; sic studio at ‘"You av do g g § C . $ t ..| close to $50,000 per day. Other staâ€" those flowers. They can‘t stay there. C SS , late of the Military School of London, Eng., has opened a muâ€" Prof. Schroeder‘s, 46 Balâ€" reet north, and will teach the mandolin, cornet trombone and i tistics given showed that around $40,â€" | is > 5 91 Tha offer was made of every visit, a| It made Sonia ff\el ”mu(h better gop mwas expended yearly for supâ€" | all instrumenrts and traps. He | hish? recognition of her independence. gay, not mInc." 3 plies, machinery, etc. "It looks like| has been for some time a member of| _ ‘UP sboke the bad boy of the class: "Good child." Miss Brent climbed nimbly over th€! pooq pusiness for the rest of the countâ€" | the Timmins Citizens‘ band, is a musicâ€" "Chips, miss!" Sudbury Star. Miss Lucy took up her knitting. luggage and took them. Her1 talce llgh.t- ry" said Te Advance. on on eneraneingrsimity and wigy g s se c ..‘ -m' e us lendla fdgd t\;l e On Wednesday evening, Nov. 28th,| WiG@ and varied experience in musical mention her aunt‘s letter, but Miss| an envelope a‘ttac red. to 'em # 1923, the home of Mr. and Mrs. Thos Circles." "All will regret to learn of Peake first poked the fire and then' "From my fiance. Now you can tell | 4 1 t t of the rthole Van Syckle, of Timmins, was the scene : the serious illness of Mrs. F. C. Evans, remarked, "I wonder how clearly you| me to throw them out of the po sf a very pretty wedding when Rev. M f South Porcupine, who is at present remember Behar." if you like." iess :_|[R. Hall united in marriage their only | it an Ottawa Hospital undergoing "I have pictures of it in my "I shouldn‘t dream of it, said Smlmidaughter, Dora Aleathea, to John iG.| treatment.. Mr. Evans was called tol very clear, but whether they‘re yreal or| "They‘re far too lqvel.\'. Archer. son of Mr. and Mrs. Jqghn Arâ€" | O me days ago on account of I‘ve imagined part of them since, I| The girl held them out for hetr $0| ner of Timins, formerly of North Bay. . the illiness of Mrs. Evans, and her sister, smell. "Clever of him to think of it, weeks ahead. To send a card by mail,| too. Are you going to Calcutta?‘ Thes Hardy, of Timmins, also went r the same reason. Latest reâ€" don‘t know. I feel I could recognize places but I have no idea how I could tion of the decorations of the h« find them." the music, the dresses, the gifts, etc ts from Ottawa are most favourable "vou remember the lions and tigers "Yes. Are you?" |Mr. and Mrs. Archer left on a honeyâ€" d innumerable friends here will hope I expect," said Miss Lucy. "Martin‘s meeting me at Colombo an.d mcon tour of the South, after which | for a continued improvement until Mrs. "Leopards and tigers. There aren‘t| we‘re getting married there.. I took this] tney took up residence on Maple street. | Evans recovers her health and strenâ€" any lions in Behar." hearse of a boat 0?““' ce he_m.uu': The death at the hospital in Timmins ; °_ 3 "There, Kate, you see she can ed to.honeymoon. im Ceylon. He‘s in a se novig OGswald. of Echumacher was correct me over a detail like that. 1| firm in Calcutta." ‘a shock to wide cincles of friends here 1 Ne Nllt-(‘ "l(‘]'(‘ ,thic always said it was true." "Is it a hearse?" |twenty years ago. The late David Osâ€" “.. s oT .l’ q "vÂ¥ou don‘t mean to say you didn‘t| ‘"Oh, terribly old and slow. People _go wald had been on the Bank of in Canada This Christmas believe me, either in those days," Sonia| all the way round by sea because they‘v€! maorce staff at Schumacher and Timâ€" sys The Advance at the time gave a 10 Comâ€" | exclaimed. "I should certainly havci got masses of ch.idren with them anc imim' later joining the staff of the Montreal, December. 8. â€" Nutâ€"crackâ€" a run away if I‘d known you thought 1| it‘s not so expensive; or they are EODE| Minc. He was crushed by °r music will be less in evidence at Our Faml’y was telling lies, too." | to out of the way places. Don‘t expe(:ti a piece of falling rock while at work. | Christmas festivities this year than in Regulafor is «No dear, we never thought you told| amusement. As we‘ve got to take wynie making good recovery fnom the | Previous years, according to officials of K4 1 lies," said Miss Lucy with energy. "On|at the glass, we‘d better start dressiD8 injuries thus sustained he developed | h Canadian _ Neitional â€" Railways‘ DR. CHASE’S the contrary, your frankness was some_| for dinner. You can begin while I UNâ€"| pneyumonia and died despite all t lspartment, in discusisng a posâ€" KIDNEY 19 times appalling. pack." ! could be ddne for him. He was a memâ€" shortage in walnuts, Brazils, pecâ€" ® ; "We had to remember you had g(mel THE MAN WHO KNEW |ber of the Schumacher church choir,| abs and other favorite brands of the x L'VE R: family, so through a great upheaval," said Miss The faces Sonia had seen so strained| ine Timmins Male Corus, the Caledonâ€" much a pant of the holiâ€" s 3 2| . 4 , Peake, "and in such circumstances, and absorbed on deck looked quite dif {HMan Choir and other organizations, as children‘s imaginations sometimes run ferent, wearing their social expressi0n$} well as being a member of the Schumaâ€" wild. ‘Lying" isn‘t the word at all. Beâ€" under lthL lights of the dining Sa Of)l [ cher Tennis Club and other gro g sides, we knew very little of the habits| She picked out several people She|sports He was very popular of leopards and tigers till you came.| thought she might like to meet, but| all who knew him and greatly respected Our other Indian children were all| Sybil remarked in her ear, "What did|by everyone. The remains were taken » £1 p : + from more Westernized surroundings|I tell you? I thought I wouldn‘t know | to Toronto for interment, Frank Parker 2 than Behar." l a soul." the body of his dead g € 4 @ 4 ¢ ¢ @00000000006000066 John W. Fogg, Limited C OA L. Cement, â€"Building Material, Coal and Coke, Mine and Mill Supplies Es "But I don‘t think anyone ever venâ€"| As they went on deck %ifter dinner, ) friend to the city. tured to doubt you openly, Sonia, after pleasantâ€"looking girl, standing near th‘.:! An article in The Advance .twenty the time you fell upon Cynthia Elder] companion doorway, came Over to them ‘ years ago gave a list of all the mayors with a hairbrush, in your bedroom,"| "Miss Brent? I thought it was YOU| ang councils for Timmins from the tim« said Miss Lucy. "She laughed at your in the saloon. We met in Calc““"‘:oif the establishment of the town. . The | saying your ayah wore bangles on her last cold weather at a tennis party “‘; first four councils had been elected by | angles and rings on her toes, do you the Langleys. . YO}{ 113(1_'~1115t got C“‘{a_cclama.ti;;n‘ Four other acclamations | remember? â€" Such an uproar! I had| gaged to Martin Clifford." . | had occurred in the history of the town | to take you away to my own room forl "Oh, of course," Sflfl(ifls."b?l vaguely. ‘u}) to 1923. The late W. H. Wilson had : the rest of the night, to get you at all| "I‘m Myrtle Baker, said the 8“'1< been mayor of Timmins by | quiet." | smiling. "My husband‘s just gone dovmE for the first five years in the town‘s hisâ€" | "I do remember. It was like a nightâ€"| to see if our small boy really has gone| tory. There were only five elections in ‘ mare to have everything I said treated to sleep. H(‘ was L(‘“'l?ly excited at 80â€" the story of the town up to 1923, and ag a romance. Half why I want to go ing to bed in a bunk. only three mayors, W. H. Wilson, J. I’.i l Lumber, ‘lamation | 1EAD OFFICE YARD TIMMINS PHONE 117 BRANCH OFFICE KIRKLAND LAKE PHONE 393 sCHUMACHER PHONE 725 back is to see for myself it was Mr. Baker soon appeared, a shortisD| McLaughlin and Dr. Mclnunis, up to true." 1 thickset man with vigorous black hair.| that time. "3o you do want to go back" said Most of th(.‘ passengers were .noy on Miss Péake. ‘ deck, watching the passing points zmdi clusters of light that marked the dark $ $ 4 YARD $ f @0000000084800000000%e s ; yR /// M 4 es on o Z > 7 y mez‘es. Wouldn‘t you, if you were shore. The party moved over to stand 7 /’/W/%’% JW% e( inlv y j . ,| by the rail. % se "Where are you bound for?" Mr. Baâ€" you your aunt‘s letter to me." END OF A CHAPTER She fetched it from her writing table with some other papers and handed it ker asked Sonia. "Behar. Do you know it?" "She‘s dying to meet someone who j Tan" s does," said Sybil. "She doesn‘t know enc and a thing about it herself and I‘ve told i I want her to be quite free to choose| inhabited by plz:nbers. No one civilized as she pleases." | ever goes Lhere. uy "So that‘s why you didn‘t say anyv=l "Don‘t listen tQ her, Miss }Jatllnflf ; $ t "..| said Mr. Baker with energy. ‘I believe ;l;:xngm;o;efi)e,yam me to go, don‘t she‘s the sort of girl who thinks Calâ€" «« s But cutta is India. I only haven‘t been to No, Sonia, I can‘t say ,WL do.' ys Behar myself because my firm works â€"we‘d have been sorry if you‘d deâ€" cided otherwise. Your uncle and aunt one on board who has, and T‘ll scour | weeks later, on the deck of the Casaâ€"| have given you all your education and! this ship till I find him for you." this is the first thing they have asked of you. Still, we‘ve had you a long time, you know. I expect we feel rather as Mrs. Gedge did when she left you with us." Till that moment Sonia had not stopped to think that travelling fneant saying good_bye. â€" This quiet room with the two elderly women in it seemed suddenly to hold a whole chapter of her life, which now must end. Miss Peake took the other papers from her lap and came over to sit beside Sonia with a briskness which! cleared the air of all nostalgic waverâ€" ings. "I got these sailing lists yesterday.} Mrs. Gilroy said that the Professor| was prepared to let you go in a fortâ€" ?"gh" You could youx.' elohss were Meessrs. Howie, Mills, Young and in another week, couldn‘t you? Your| wil aunt gives no definite reason for wantâ€"| sls ing you to startewithout delay, b.Ut rom some space to reference to Cleaver ;fitc)u?da}w:.ls\tee v:'lrr:ltss 'In:lec:xgi 2“;;;;:2% township. A mining expert was quoted you see; in the Casanova, the seconal week in November." The conventional business phrases Of | of inss the lett,er"k went straight to Senia‘s hcad.' In the Dec. $th issue of The Advance It was just gs well that reason a“dit.wemy years ago announcement was fillal dut'y pointed to her taking th@i mage of a Christmas treat for the passage in the Casanova. There WaS! school children. The treat included a nothing in her mind now that weighed| free picture show and other entertainâ€" against the longing to take it and SC. | ment at the New Emipre theatre. It $ # * 4 was noted as to be held on Dec. 21st, She tried hard to recall the feeling; under the auspices of The Advance and of that moment as she stood, three the New Empire theatre. "May I save you the trouble?" said Sonia turned to find herself facing a particularly attractive smile. (To be Continued) T wenty YearsAgo From the Poscupine Advance Fyle_sg 2e ie n n s n n sn m n _ Mg Attention was called twenty years ago to two places on the road to South Ena where repairs were badly needed for the pulblic safety. In Whitney township Ge0. D. Hamilâ€" ton was elected reeve for 1924 by acclaâ€" mation. '].“n“ councillors elected on vote as saving that sconer or later Cleaver township would ke recognized as even richer in promise than the main part nova moving into the Thames. A dirty| Baptist church, Toronto, preached at brown drizzle and the growing dusk| the anniversary services at the First quickly obscured the little crowd of| Baptist church, Timmins, twenty years people on the docks, till the umbrellas ago. There was not room enough for of Sonia‘s friends melted into all [h‘:! the crowds turning out to the services. other umbrellas and it was no longer : He proved not only a powerful speaker, | any use to wave a handkerchief. Still the people an deck strajined their eyes towards the shore, isolated from each but also a singer of custanding ability. At the election for councillors in the town of Timfliips twenty years ago me so hard. There‘s sure to be some_l an amused voice. "I‘ve been in Behar."l a tall fairâ€"haired young man man® with | The Advance twenty years ago gave ; Rev. J. Marion Smith, of Emmanue) | | | | | | Neilson‘s Quality remains as always «the highest! | | | | | | | | | | | | | i 3 4 8 I 3 uns